This has been a week for irritation (in more ways than one!)
First, I'm still fighting this cold.
Second, this on-going health care debate. The left's not going to agree with the right; the right's not going to agree with the left, yet there's a whole lot of middle ground to be covered. And what does almost everyone do? Yell and scream and fight about it!
Third, I had to deal with my one of my pet peeves while sitting in a waiting room this morning...people loudly carrying on personal conversations on their cell phone (even though the sign in the lobby asks them not to do so). Did she really think we were going to jump up and clap because she disagreed with her child's teacher's policy that younger siblings cannot be brought to the school to watch play practice, even if it was ONLY for an HOUR?!
Fourth, the whole Taylor Swift/Kanye West episode...how rude can America get?
Fifth, Serena Williams...since when did anger or popularity make it okay to curse authority?
Sixth, I'm 3/4 through mopping the kitchen floor when I hear the sound of motorbikes. I look up and out the window, only to see a motorbike and a four wheeler heading across the dam RIGHT TOWARD THE SOYBEAN FIELD!!!!GGRRRRR!!!! I knew there was no way I could head them off, but I headed that direction, cleared my raspy throat, and started yelling as loud I could that they couldn't ride there, there was crops in that field, it was soybeans, they'd destroy, turn around, blah, blah, blah, blah. They actually slowed down. I kept walking and took a breath. Then they head on and go into the spillway (probably thinking they could escape that way) but discovered they were blocked by the fence. So instead of coming back towards me, the headed right back toward the field. So I started yelling at them. By this time I'm really mad. The kid on the fourwheeler didn't have a helmet (don't kids have parents these days?!), so I started yelling again in hopes at least he would hear. Either they did or they saw the soybeans, because they turned around. The guy on the bike apologized. I asked him who gave him permission to ride here, and he just shrugged and said, "Nobody." I asked him what made him think he could just drive through people's property without permission. He didn't answer for a minute, and then said, "We're just looking for a place to ride. There's trails out there and we thought there might be here, too." I told him this wasn't a good place to ride as it was a soybean field and they would destroy the crops. They nodded and said that was why they stopped. The lead guy apologized again.
I felt sorry for them a little bit. But just a little. There's not a lot of great places to ride, but they (and their parents) should have thought about that before they bought their vehicles. How would they or their parents react if I drove my car in circles around their house?! And I get so sick and tired of looking out the window to find absolute strangers making themselves at home in our backyard.
On the bright side, while yelling didn't make my cold go away, it did make me breath a little deeper. After my coughing spell from walking back up the hill to the house, my chest actually feels a lot lighter.
First, I'm still fighting this cold.
Second, this on-going health care debate. The left's not going to agree with the right; the right's not going to agree with the left, yet there's a whole lot of middle ground to be covered. And what does almost everyone do? Yell and scream and fight about it!
Third, I had to deal with my one of my pet peeves while sitting in a waiting room this morning...people loudly carrying on personal conversations on their cell phone (even though the sign in the lobby asks them not to do so). Did she really think we were going to jump up and clap because she disagreed with her child's teacher's policy that younger siblings cannot be brought to the school to watch play practice, even if it was ONLY for an HOUR?!
Fourth, the whole Taylor Swift/Kanye West episode...how rude can America get?
Fifth, Serena Williams...since when did anger or popularity make it okay to curse authority?
Sixth, I'm 3/4 through mopping the kitchen floor when I hear the sound of motorbikes. I look up and out the window, only to see a motorbike and a four wheeler heading across the dam RIGHT TOWARD THE SOYBEAN FIELD!!!!GGRRRRR!!!! I knew there was no way I could head them off, but I headed that direction, cleared my raspy throat, and started yelling as loud I could that they couldn't ride there, there was crops in that field, it was soybeans, they'd destroy, turn around, blah, blah, blah, blah. They actually slowed down. I kept walking and took a breath. Then they head on and go into the spillway (probably thinking they could escape that way) but discovered they were blocked by the fence. So instead of coming back towards me, the headed right back toward the field. So I started yelling at them. By this time I'm really mad. The kid on the fourwheeler didn't have a helmet (don't kids have parents these days?!), so I started yelling again in hopes at least he would hear. Either they did or they saw the soybeans, because they turned around. The guy on the bike apologized. I asked him who gave him permission to ride here, and he just shrugged and said, "Nobody." I asked him what made him think he could just drive through people's property without permission. He didn't answer for a minute, and then said, "We're just looking for a place to ride. There's trails out there and we thought there might be here, too." I told him this wasn't a good place to ride as it was a soybean field and they would destroy the crops. They nodded and said that was why they stopped. The lead guy apologized again.
I felt sorry for them a little bit. But just a little. There's not a lot of great places to ride, but they (and their parents) should have thought about that before they bought their vehicles. How would they or their parents react if I drove my car in circles around their house?! And I get so sick and tired of looking out the window to find absolute strangers making themselves at home in our backyard.
On the bright side, while yelling didn't make my cold go away, it did make me breath a little deeper. After my coughing spell from walking back up the hill to the house, my chest actually feels a lot lighter.
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